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poetry by j matthew waters

august morning noon and night


how long this will last
easily resolves itself
these cool august nights

there is no mood here
shut down for the summer
except for green grass
growing incrementally taller

where there were once battles
now reside flowering meadows
rainbow colors stretching skyward

and what was once thought
to be paradise
is unable to reconcile itself
reduced to ashes
starting anew



august two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “august morning noon and night

  1. Lovely poem 🙂
    Especially these lines: “and what was once thought /to be paradise / is unable to reconcile itself / reduced to ashes / starting anew”

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